NFR, or maybe: does viewing something or maybe the smell of something transport you immediately to

A freshly lit cigarette at the beach sends me over the moon. I know, I hate butts in the sand

and I hate the stale smell of cigarette smoke indoors as much as the next person, and I have never smoked, but the aroma of freshly lit tobacco combined with the scent of the ocean fills me with joy. I think it goes back to childhood trips to the beach with my dad, who was a smoker back then.

 
Shh - I still have my crayons. My original box of 64 and a big box of 96.

...and I know right where they are in the weird little top dresser drawer.

 
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